Arcadia Resurgence by Vague Vermillion (e books free to read txt) 📖

thrusts. Letting us feel every inch saw in and out of you. We groaned and writhed in sweet agony. Pushing against each other, grasping at one another. My orgasm climbed and threatened again, and once more I buried myself to the hilt and held very still. Letting the load build. Letting the threat subside. 

Able to breathe once more, I plunged into you. I attacked you. I demanded and took and used and when my orgasm threatened this time, I didn't fight it. Stabbing into you with as much brutal force as I could muster in the position, I gripped your hip in a selfish, painful grasp and shifted my angle to find every bit of depth the position could offer before I drove myself home and erupted.

I don't remember if I made any sounds for you to enjoy, but I remember arching my back, pulling you against me, and stabbing into you between powerful spurts as I tried to drive myself deeper. Tried to drive myself through you. Your whimpers and groans when I fill your ass always take me that fraction higher. I swelled and stretched your tight little hole as I expelled my hot spunk inside your guts.

I continued to jerk and flex in you sporadically as I came down off my peak. We both panted and hummed our contentment as I cradled you close and plugged you with my girth. Our breathing slowed. Heart rates began to calm. After a minute or two, I slowly extracted myself from your tender naughty place. Quickly reaching for some paper towel from the bedside to clean you up. I always take my time cleaning you up, and this time was no different. Making sure to catch everything and toss it in the waste bin. Then, while I cleaned myself off, you said something intoxicating.

"Daddy, can you please fill both?"

Oh, how that gets in my head. I picked up your bottom bag from the floor and opened it, pulling out your toys. I took my time, laying them all out. I made you watch every exaggerated motion. I knew what I was going to do, maybe you did too, but I wanted to build the suspense. I picked up your tiniest plug and laughed. You shrugged sheepishly and I set it aside. I picked up the next plug with a nostalgic chuckle. You blushed and looked away as I set it aside too. Your beads were next. We both looked at them fondly, but then I set them off to the side as well. Your public plug was next. We both stared at it longingly as it was added to the pile. When I picked up your second largest plug, you blushed hard and hid your face as I gave you my most winning smile. Yes, I think that one will always make us both smile. You looked a little sad, and a little concerned when it joined the others and the only toy left was your largest plug.

Yes, your largest plug. Untested. Unmolested. And about to change. I laid you on your back and slathered copious amounts of lube around and into your properly stretched little asshole. Then I added more lube to the toy itself. I capped the lube and set it beside me, then began to slowly push the thick plug against your star. Letting it part readily, greedily around the silicone toy.

Having just had me, the majority of the toy was quickly welcomed in. Right up until the thickest part of the bulb. Here, the resistance brought me up short. I pressed constantly on the toy, refusing to let it out, waiting for your muscles to relax a little more, and a little more. You winced slightly as the plug sank a fraction deeper and I let off a little pressure. Your face slacked as I did. I eased the toy back and forth, teasing you. Letting you nearly pucker closed, then stretching you as wide as you could go as I pushed back up to test that last spot again. Back and forth. You groaned and propped yourself up to watch. I think you love watching things fill your ass almost as much as I do.

Back and forth, gradually coaxing you to let me back to the spot that hurt and then taking the time to get you used to it. You began to bear down, and roll your hips, lightly. Trying to help your daddy sodomize you on the fat toy. I picked up your rabbit dildo and turned it on low, then medium. You gasped and threw your head back as I set the little vibrating clit toy humming between your folds. Your hips rolled and you moaned at the fullness of your ass and the sensation of the vibrator tucking around your hood. You were comfortable with that fraction more now, but I still couldn't get you to take that last bit of the bulb.

I got you to hold the plug yourself as I snatched up the lube and trailed a liberal line down the length of the dildo. Dropping the lube beside me again, I took back control of your anal probe and let a little pressure off. You knew why and watched excitedly as I turned the vibrator and slowly stuffed it into your slippery little cunt. The two toys rubbed against each other, separated by such a thin wall. Filling you up. You groaned as I set the dildo to its twisting motions at its second speed and let it massage your insides for me, the vibrator back in line with your happy little clit. My other hand pressed firmly on the jewel of your plug and even though there was no more room, you took it deeper yet.

"Is that all of it?" You gasped 

"Almost." I kept encouraging. Your hips rode the toys greedily. You asked me to hold them still and you rolled your hips at them desperately, trying to take more, push them deeper, fill yourself. After a few minutes I think you realized you couldn't do it by yourself.

"Please, Daddy? Please may I have it all?" You trembled as the toys teased you. I captured your eyes with mine and held them, letting the toys do all the work for the moment.

"All of it?" I asked, holding your eyes.

"Yes please." You didn't bat an eye.

"Are you sure?" I made sure to stress those three words. You didn't shrink. You didn't smile. You looked me straight in the eyes and said,

"Yes, Daddy."

You groaned as I turned up the dildo and vibrator to max. Then, waiting until you met my eyes again, I pushed. You gasped and flinched away, then the gasp turned to a groan and you lifted your legs a little more and bore down and I forced your largest plug that final bit, all the way into your ass. Mashing the jewel into your little ring and pressing it repeatedly as I sawed the dildo back and forth through your sopping pussy. Your face seemed to fluctuate between rapture and agony and it just made me wild!

Pushing back and forth on the plug, stirring your insides, pushing the dildo deep into your used body then retracting it. You shivered and shook and, to use your own words, came in record time!

Your orgasm was violent. I crammed the plug deep in your ass, stuffed the dildo deep into your twat and ground the vibrator against your sensitive nub. I shook the toys in you, urging you on, coaxing more because I wanted to see that sweet agony on your face and you always give me what I want. Your tortured bliss was beautiful. The way you arched and gasped and trembled. You nearly ejected the plug on me and when I crammed it back up your ass you cried out and convulsed hard! You reached down to try and grip my hands but then reached out and grasped the sheets around you. It was fucking incredible.

 

I took my time letting you down. Pressing the toys back and forth. Slowing. Holding them. Turning the rabbit down to its lowest settings. Light tremors flitted along your body as I stirred you slowly, then slowly, carefully, eased the vibrator out of you and shut it off. I set it aside and then carefully pulled the plug from your body. At first you resisted, but then it burst free and you slumped there, your muscles looking like they had turned to water.

I let you slump there for only seconds before I picked up the brand new toy. The long, twisting ceramic. Jet black, spiraling like a screw. And that's precisely how I used it on you. More lube on the toy, over the ridges and valleys in a straight line, and I was ready to see what it could do to you.

You laid back, languid in your post orgasm bliss. Your lips parted with a light coo as I pressed the tip of the twisted toy into your thoroughly abused ass. You hummed as I slowly began to twist it, the motion naturally sinking the toy deeper inside you. Twist and twist, steadily deeper.

Your eyes scrunched as I approached the last two turns of the toy. I slowed dramatically,watching you. You reached down to try and trap the toy, then took your hand back and gripped the sheets. You shook your head from side to side and winced. I could tell you were pushing yourself, and I savoured every moment of helping you.

"Yellow." You grunted. I immediately turned the toy back and relieved some of the pressure on your sore insides. Your relief was visible. Your shoulders slumped and you panted for proper breath. 

"Good girl." I murmured as I reached out to cup your cheek. "Very good."

"It hurt." I won't say you whimpered, but your voice was, strained. "When you went that deep. It hurt."

"I could see that. You did very well." I murmured as I stroked your leg gently. You breathed deeply, regaining yourself.

"I'm going to push you again." I stated with minimal sympathy. Your breath catches as you try to steady yourself. You look at me, somehow surprised. I start to twist the toy into you again and you nod meekly. A pout upon your lips.

Deeper I twist the toy. As I approach the ridge that pained you before, I slow. Turning slowly, slowly. You flinch and clench your eyes as I touch the same terrible spot. Rather than twist back out of you, I pull the toy strait back, each ridge tugging through your little ring. You tremble at the fresh onslaught of sensation. Slight gasps of surprise as I pull most of the toy straight out of you, and then gradually force it back up inside your tender body. Back and forth the twisted plug bounces through your body and you shiver excitedly.

After a minute or two of that, I returned to slowly twisting it into you. Again, as I reached the same place, you winced, and tried to pull away. Rather than let you, I maintained the pressure, turning it ever so slightly more.

"Yellow." This time it can only be called a whimper. I quickly turn the instrument of your torture back, gently guiding it completely out of you.

"Good girl. That's it. You did so well. I've got you. Good girl." I set the toy aside and began to gently clean you. Murmuring my praise and touching you gently.

After cleaning you up, I joined you on the bed and pulled you close, spooning my body around yours. This time, you reached for my hand yourself and kissed my ring. It seemed grateful, respectful, wholesome. I cradled you close and kissed your hair, murmured praise and affections into your ear and we treasured each other.

I confess, I had plans for a third round, but we became distracted, and somebody did a fantastic job of tiring me out so I did not see them to fruition. I guess I'll have to save them for next time.